Fu Siqing didn't say a word. She didn't know what to say and couldn't say anything. The words of greeting Fu Yiran's parents were reviewed many times in her mind, but the moment she saw Jiang Xinyi, she forgot them all.

At the dinner table, Jiang Rongzhi kept serving food to Fu Siqing, and chatted with her about some embarrassing incidents that Fu Yiran had done when he was a child. Fu Minghui occasionally interjected, and from time to time broke the news about his son's childhood.

Fu Yiran looked at her, and his stiff face gradually softened from the one he entered the door, and he even smiled a lot. He secretly put the dishes that his mother had given her without touching chopsticks and secretly put them on his plate to help her solve them.

Fu Yiran found that she didn't like to eat mushroom vegetables, fish, or sour. Her tastes, he remembered.

This meal, Fu Siqing ate relatively easily. There is no seriousness and rigidity of Fu's father as she imagined, Fu's mother is embarrassed, and she doesn't even ask privacy questions. She didn't use a single line of the lines she had prepared in advance.

To be honest, she was a little envious of Fu Yiran.

At the end of the meal, the heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time poured down.

"My mom might let us stay overnight, do you mind?" Fu Yiran asked her.

"I can do it all. ”

After the meal, Jiang Rongzhi specially prepared fruits and desserts, and when she saw the pouring rain, she hurriedly asked her aunt to prepare the bedroom. "It's raining so hard, you two should stay at home tonight!"

Before Fu Siqing nodded in agreement, Fu Yiran opened his mouth first: "Mom, today is the wedding night for the two of us." It's not convenient for two people to live at home!"

Jiang Rongzhi knew what he meant, looked outside, and asked Fu Yiran to follow him upstairs to the study to get something.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me in advance when Aunt Xin came today?" Fu Yiran asked in a low voice.

Jiang Rongzhi took out a brocade box from the locked compartment of the bookshelf, "When I called you today, did you give me a chance to say? ”

The brocade box was stuffed into Fu Yiran's hand, which was the heirloom of the Fu family, and it was also a gift from Grandma Fu to Jiang Rongzhi.

In the end, Jiang Rongzhi also specially instructed: "In the future, try to avoid this situation as much as possible, and wait for the relationship between Xinyi and Sisi to ease up a little before eating together." Stinky boy, be kind to my daughter-in-law in the future, if she is wronged, I will be the first to peel your skin!"

The sound of talking spread down from the stairwell and reached Fu Siqing's ears.

Fu Yiran picked her up, said goodbye to her parents, said good night and drove her away.

"My mom gave you a greeting gift. Fu Yiran held the steering wheel with his left hand, and took out a brocade box from his suit pocket with his right hand and handed it to her.

Fu Siqing didn't pick it up, it wasn't something that belonged to her, she shouldn't have wanted it.

"You take it for the time being, and then return it to me after the divorce. Fu Yiran understood the doubts in her eyes, "This can be regarded as cooperating with me, so as not to expose the stuffing." ”

"Then I'll keep it for you for the time being. Fu Siqing didn't open it, and put it directly in the bag.

The rain outside the window was dripping, not as heavy as it had been when it first started. Fu Siqing leaned her head against the glass window, her heart complicated. She just wants to cooperate with Fu Yiran and get a benefit result that both of them can be satisfied with. But Fu's father and Fu's mother were so good to her, so she couldn't bear to deceive her.

"Fu Yiran, should we ......"

Canon's piano bell rang, interrupting Fu Siqing's unspoken words.